A child her wayward pencil drew On margins of her book; Garlands of flower, dancing elves, Bud, butterfly, and brook, Lessons undone, and plum forgot, Seeking with hand and heart The teacher whom she learned to love Before she knew t'was Art.
Louisa May AlcottI ask not for any crown But that which all may win; Nor try to conquer any world Except the one within.
Louisa May AlcottWe've got minds and souls as well as hearts; ambition and talents as well as beauty and accomplishments; and we want to live and learn as well as love and be loved. I'm sick of being told that is all a woman is fit for! I won't have anything to do with love until I prove that I am something beside a housekeeper and a baby-tender!
Louisa May AlcottMarmee: Oh, Jo. Jo, you have so many extraordinary gifts; how can you expect to lead an ordinary life? Youโre ready to go out and โ and find a good use for your talent. Thoโ I donโt know what I shall do without my Jo. Go, and embrace your liberty. And see what wonderful things come of it.
Louisa May Alcott